Oh well now father said to son you know you're growing, You've grown into a fair child, Oh well now mother said to daughter girl you're showing, How to be a real Wild Child
Oh well, I can't be satisfied, Couldnt be more right, Blues is gonna move it, Shak'em loose tonight
I'm singin, ooo ooo ooo Ra ra ra ra ride
Brothers and sisters won't you gather around, No need for tickets we're all from the same town